Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Benin and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Barbara Tucker to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
The Index,
Throbbing Gristle,
June Days,
This Heat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sandy B,
The Toasters,
The Electric Prunes,
Stetsasonic,
Brass Construction,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Neon Judgement,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pulsallama,
Jandek,
The New Christs,
Clear Light,
Eric Copeland,
Sound Behaviour,
The Martian,
The Fire Engines,
The Saints,
Tubeway Army,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rekid,
Bobby Sherman,
Derrick May,
Godley & Creme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Techniques,
The Durutti Column,
Unwound,
Nas,
Erykah Badu,
Stereo Dub,
Soulsonic Force,
Trumans Water,
FM Einheit,
Aswad,
Roxy Music,
The Monks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gories,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Masters at Work,
Dennis Brown,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Idris Muhammad,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Spandau Ballet,
Bizarre Inc.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Television,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gun Club,
Peter and Kerry,
Lyres,
Robert Görl,
ABBA,
Depeche Mode,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.